She was so beautiful, but had probably lost her mind working in acarnival. It saddened me to see her working a back tent, pawning offsex books like a ...hore for a kiss from strange men. Most likely she wasmarried to one of the men working the carnival, and probably hadnothing but abuse to go home to. Still, I saw no reason not to obligeher with a kiss. Maybe that's all she had to look forward to everynight."So how is it done?" I asked, playing along now with her silly game."Well first," Mirela. It was a relatively short kiss. She broke it off, biting her lip, and saying this simply:"Meet me in the dance hall. Fuck me. Fuck me hard."Not long after that, in the dance hall..."Mmm, mmm... fuck."I looked around the dance hall in between kisses from her. I put her against the wall and deeply kissed her with passion. She felt up my rock-hard erection in my jeans. She unbuckled them and dropped them."Ooh," she said. I shrugged with a sheepish grin."You like?"She started to take off her. "It's getting dark," I said (although I didn't feel like moving for another few days). "I did bring out candles, but I think they were eaten too." Jarred's words make me laugh. "You can check if you like!" No thanks! But don't you think we should be getting back?"He shook his head. "What if I get cold?" I said teasingly. He grinned again."I can think of a way for you to get warm." I rolled my eyes, but he wasn't kidding. He pulled me closer again.Jarred and I moved onto the sand, him leaning. "Lost Creek has 1000 acres filled with deer, elk, turkey and other types of wild life. We have miles of hiking trails, float trips by canoe, kayak, or inflatable rafts on the White River and there are also tours and fishing trips on the lake." Alyssa gave what was obviously a prepared speech but did it with depth and enthusiasm.As she gave her scripted presentation, Alyssa was attracted to the tall, ruggedly handsome man standing in front of her. He looks like he spends more time outdoors than.